The hawthorne is in bloom
and the wisteria and lilac
Your hair grew long, your eyes soft
I am tripping through my life
you are always catching me
and the wisteria and lilac
Your hair grew long, your eyes soft
I am tripping through my life
you are always catching me
I am waiting for the tadpoles to arrive
I fill teapots up with wildflowers
I fill my head with stories
I fill my heart with sailor songs
Life is pushing up everywhere
and I am learning names like Adam
and I am eating fruit like Eve
I'm trying to dodge a flaming sword
I'm trying to understand the story
I'm waiting for your hands to harden
I'm learning to stop waiting
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